Being a mother is an incredible blessing, but it certainly doesn't come without challenges (many of which you can read on this very blog!). However, I have seen one too many news stories lately of mothers doing horrifying things to their children: abuse, abandonment, sometimes even death. It absolutely breaks my heart. Whether these acts are being carried out by frustration, desperation, mental illness, or a combination of the three, I can't help but think that they could've been avoided.
After I had my second son, I went through a bout with postpartum depression. At first, I didn't want to admit what I was feeling because I thought I would be judged. Christians don't suffer from depression, they've just lost their joy in Jesus! Someone put it to me this way: If you have a cold, you go to the doctor and get medicine to feel better. Well, your brain has a cold. So what are you going to do? That took some of the stigma out of it for me. I finally went to my doctor and he prescribed a low-dose anti-depressant that helped within days. I'm not saying drugs are for everyone, but I do want to take some of the shame out of admitting that we moms might need a little more help sometimes. I've since been able to wean myself off and feel better than ever.
There are seasons in our lives that are very busy, and more often than not, our needs will take the backseat to our children's/spouse's. But please, moms, take the time to care for yourself, too. It's okay to take the mommy hat off sometimes (but for goodness sake, remember to put it back on!). Schedule that doctor's appointment that you've been putting off; scrounge up some spare change and go have a manicure. Ask your spouse to give you some time away, and if he can't do it, find a babysitter who can. Can't afford a babysitter? Join or start a co-op with some friends, where you take turns watching each other's children. If all else fails, then by all means, put on a cartoon, lock yourself in the pantry, and eat that last cupcake that you were saving for your kid - trust me, you need it more than he does.
All that to say, we moms have a tough job. There is no shame in admitting it, out loud. Tell a friend, tell your doctor, tell God. Just don't hold it all inside.
Glad you put this out there, Beth. I'm praying your vulnerability helps others!
ReplyDelete~ Wendy
Amen and I absolutely agree! :O)
ReplyDeleteMy post partum depression after baby #2 was frightening. I felt like a robot, just going through the motions. It took four months for my eyes to light up!
ReplyDeleteThank God for people, prayer, and His presence.
Well said! I had PD after my second baby too. Second babies must be the tough ones! It wasn't awful, so I never did get help. I eventually felt good again, but I feel like I really missed out on some of the joy of having a new baby with her and a big part of me wonders if some antidepressants would have made that year a lot sweeter.
ReplyDeleteNicely said. Sometimes moms need to take care of themselves to have what they need to take care of their family.
ReplyDeleteThanks for being so honest. I think post-partum depression is way more common than people think. This post came on the perfect day. Definitely a chuck-my-mommy-hat to the wind day. My son. That's all I will say. My son. So this evening I made a batch of cc cookie dough, and ate one-third of it. I feel much better.
ReplyDeleteI'm late to the party (I've been to a writers conference), but this is a great post, Beth. So important, so true. Thanks your honesty and encouragement to moms.
ReplyDeleteI hope I saw this tagline quoted on this cup image.
ReplyDeleteI was thinking to give my mom a cup last mother's day.
Thanks for sharing your views, I will remember it when I am also a mother.
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